On the lush mountain path, there were countless streams cascading down from the high mountains, and Hua Yunfan rubbed his fleshy buttocks and got up from the ground. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Babble, babble!"

This feeling of doing good deeds without leaving a name is uncomfortable, Hua Yunfan got up from the ground with a depressed face, and did not wait for him to get on the horse, only to hear a loud roar of the demon tyrannosaurus behind him.

"Damn poachers!"

Qinglian Silver Tooth clenched her face and looked at the seven human powerhouses that suddenly appeared in the sky above the grassland behind her.

The seven powerhouses in the sky flapped a pair of wings made of fighting qi behind their backs, and these seven people were actually Douwang-level powerhouses.

"Sister Qinglian, what is a poacher!"

Qinglian was a little stumped by Xiao Xuewei's question, since the death of the previous Beastmaster, the Warcraft Mountain Range and the human world have been in a hostile relationship, and they don't know how to answer for a while.

"These poachers are actually hunters who make a living by hunting monsters in the Demon Beast Mountain Range, but these people are often cunning people, and they can often do anything for the demon core!"

Wanzhi looked at Qinglian, whose face was gradually gloomy, and explained to Xiao Xuewei.

"Not only that, but they will often break the balance in this forest, whether it is a demonic beast below the 7th order, or a magical beast above the 7th order, once they hunt too much, it will cause an imbalance between the species!"

Xiao Xuewei shrank in her mother's arms, and seemed to be still a little confused by Qinglian's explanation.

"If low-level demonic beasts are hunted by them on a large scale, the demonic beasts that feed on them will lose food, and these demonic beasts will hunt in other people's territory even more ferociously.

And once the Warcraft around the 7th Order are hunted too much by poachers, it will cause the low-level Warcraft to multiply excessively, resulting in a sharp consumption of resources in the Warcraft Mountain Range, and in the end, these low-level Warcraft will still face a lack of food and eventually starve to death!"

Xiao Xuewei opened her mouth and listened to Qinglian's explanation again, before she realized the seriousness of this, and looked at Qinglian with some concern and asked:

"Sister, what should I do then?"

A hint of coldness flashed in Qinglian's eyes, as if recalling a turbulent time: "When the time comes, if these huge number of demonic beasts riot, we, the beast clans who depend on them for a living, will also be implicated, and war is often the best way to solve this problem!"

A trace of shock flashed in Xiao Xuewei's eyes, and she suddenly realized something, and muttered to herself: "That beast tide ......"

"Yes, although every ten years ......"

Qinglian realized that she might have said something that should not be said, and glanced at the panda riding on the original horned dragon with a concentrated face, and seemed to have made up her mind to continue:

"Our Warcraft is the same as you humans, you can improve your strength through your own efforts, but we can only rely on the power of the bloodline to seek a breakthrough, although some Warcraft can condense the power of the bloodline by themselves, but this part of the Warcraft is still too few!

And every ten years, the holy mountain in the Demon Beast Mountain Range will be opened, and there are countless opportunities hidden in it that can allow the Demon Beast to improve the power of the bloodline, only if you are lucky enough, you can even find the power of the bloodline of the Beast God!"

After hearing this, Hua Yunfan couldn't help but be very interested in the holy mountain in Qinglian's mouth, but he didn't expect that there were so many secrets in a demonic beast mountain range.

Xiao Xuewei scratched her head, still not understanding what the opening of the Holy Mountain had to do with the beast tide once every ten years.

"These poachers will hunt hundreds of thousands of demonic beasts in the Warcraft Mountain Range every year, and after ten years of accumulation, the ecology in the Warcraft Mountain Range has reached the brink of collapse.

The opening of the Holy Mountain has undoubtedly increased the ecological chain of the Demon Beast Mountain Range, and this happens to be an opportunity to reshape the ecological chain, human beings only know that we will go crazy to loot their city, but they don't know that this is to pay for the results caused by them!"

Xiao Xuewei tilted her head to listen, and looked at the poachers who were hunting the Demon Tyrannosaurus, and felt a trace of disgust in her heart: "These people are so annoying! People and monsters who could have lived in peace were made like this by them!"

"Do you live in peace?"

A strange look flashed in Qinglian's eyes, and only when a beast king who commanded a hundred races was born again in the Demon Beast Mountain Range, this kind of peace would exist.

The Holy See and the Star Lan each have a Sage in charge, and it just so happens that they are all in the prime of life, while the Sage in the Demon Beast Mountain Range has entered the twilight of his life.

An old Sage faced two Sages at their peak, and the pressure could be imagined. At the same time, Xinglan and the Holy See were also afraid of the death blow of this old man who had entered his twilight years.

Under the jealousy of each other, the two forces have today's pattern, the Holy See and Xinglan are waiting for this sage who has entered the twilight years to finally die of old age, so as long as it does not involve each other's life and death, the sage will not interfere in anything that happened during this period.

But now, the emergence of a sword god in the Warcraft Mountain Range has made this pattern confusing.

"Roar"

A string of spikes on the back of the Demon Tyrannosaurus emitted a burst of blinding light, and a deafening sound wave echoed across the grassland.

"Kill him! he'll bring in the orcs!"

It was too easy for the seven Dou Kings to join forces to kill a sixth-order strength Demonic Beast, and it was only three breaths from the beginning of the battle to now, and the Demon Tyrannosaurus's mountain-like body slowly fell on the vast grass.

The green light on Qinglian's body flickered, but by the time she wanted to make a move, it was too late, this was the most troublesome point of these poachers, a quick kill, would not give others time to rescue at all.

"We'll go when we have the magic core!"

A man with a hooked nose dug out a fist-sized magic core from the head of the demon tyrannosaurus and said to the six people behind him.

"Wait, you also took the last magic core, this time it's my turn!

A man in a straw hat looked at the man with a hooked nose and said coldly.

The hook-nosed man raised his eyebrows and threw a fifth-order demonic beast's demon core at him: "Oh, this is yours!"

The straw hat man didn't take the fifth-order demon core, and let it fall to the ground: "The price difference between a fifth-order demon core and a sixth-order demon core, don't you need me to talk about it!

After the straw hat man finished speaking, three of the remaining six seemed to notice it and surrounded the hook-nosed three.

The eagle hooked nose raised his eyebrows, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, and he actually threw the sixth-order demon core towards the straw hat: "Oh, I gave him something, you go and ask him for it!"

The straw hat man stretched out his hand and just took the 6th-order demon core, and at the same time, a cold sword tip had pierced his chest, and a man with a turban on his face, holding the hilt of the sword inserted into the straw hat man's chest, said treacherously to the hooked nose:

"Now there are 6 people left, you and your companions are a total of three, and I and the remaining two scattered people are also three people, now the number is complete, and the next hunt will divide our things equally!"